The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 210 Procurement for the New Semester

A few months later...

"ProtegoDiabolica".

In the basement of Zirol Manor, Zhang Qi waved his magic wand gently, as if he was conducting a beautiful symphony.

Perhaps it was the bad taste of a member of the Grindelwald family, but when casting this magic, he waved his wand very much like he was conducting an orchestra.

A faint blue fire ring rises on the clean moisture-proof tile floor, but the flames don't feel hot or roasting your face at all, but instead give you a bone-chilling feeling.

"I knew the core of this thing was fire, otherwise how could it be so powerful"...

Zhang Qi waved his hand gently, and the flames in the fire ring surged.

Tentacles condensed from flames were flapping and waving in the air, as if they wanted to draw something in and burn it.

"I feel like after learning Li Huo, the power of this magic is much stronger than before."

Zhang Qi gently squeezed his fist and said thoughtfully.

"Forget it, forget it, school is going to start here in a few days, why not go to Diagon Alley and buy the things you need to buy first."

Just do it, Zhang Qi raised his left hand and glanced at his watch. It was exactly 8 o'clock in the morning.

"Master, this is the investment statement sent to you by North America. Do you want to take a look?"

While having breakfast, Lille brought over a thick envelope that had not yet been opened, and then placed it gently on the dining table.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Qi stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth, threw the newspaper aside, picked up the envelope and opened it.

"I'll go and make so much"?

Zhang Qi didn't have the patience to look at so much data, so he turned to the last page to read the summary report.

When he saw the last number, Zhang Qi almost spit out the freshly squeezed orange juice in his mouth.

"I have to say that you have a good eye for land. The boss is even a little envious of the income from those community renovations."

Lille continued with a smile:

"And the pharmaceutical companies you invested in have also begun to make profits. Antibiotics are huge profits!"

"Profiteering? The oldest profession in the world is profiteering."

Zhang Qi said softly.

"You are right, but we are exchanging lives for money."

Leal shook his head.

"After two years, I will save more money, and then let my wife take my daughter to find a safer country to buy a house."

"You know Lear, if someone says this in a movie, there is a high probability that he will complete his mission before the ending."

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and said.

"Haha, you are really funny."

Lear laughed a little awkwardly.

"The international floo network connection will be opened on time at 9 o'clock. At that time, you can reach the Broken Ax Bar directly through the fireplace in the manor."

"But you need to watch the time then. The fireplace will be turned off on time at 4 p.m. If you don't come back by then, you will have to wait until tomorrow."

Before leaving, Lille suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said to Zhang Qi.

"Okay, I know".

Zhang Qi nodded, then pushed the empty plate forward.

"I'm going to pack up. You go and light the fireplace first."

"Okay Master".

Lil Frye bowed to Zhang Qi.

…………

"Diagon Alley, the magical district of England".

Zhang Qi grabbed a handful of shiny silver powder and sprinkled it into the burning fireplace.

A green flame suddenly burst into flames in the fireplace, but the flame was not harmful and had no warmth.

The skyrocketing flames finally slowly stabilized, which meant that the line was fully connected and ready for entry.

"If anything happens, I will contact you by phone."

Zhang Qi stepped into the fireplace, and the green flames instantly engulfed his figure.

"Yes, master."

…………

"Hannah! Help clear the table"!

In the dirty tavern, the busy old Tom shouted to his granddaughter.

"Got it grandpa"!

The girl with golden braids said helplessly, and then ran down the stairs quickly.

"Speaking of which, grandpa, can't we hire another waiter? We are too busy at this time of year!"

Hannah waved her wand, and the dirty cups and plates floated into the air one after another, and then flew towards the kitchen one after another.

"It's too expensive. The two of us will be busy at most."

Old Tom was busy placing the fried eggs on the plate and pouring honey whiskey into the wine glass.

"And grandpa, shouldn't you paint the fireplace? It's too dirty in here. Several guests just rubbed themselves in the dust."...

"Cough cough cough"...

Just when Hannah opened her mouth to complain, a green flame suddenly burst into flames in the fireplace.

Then there was someone's cough.

"Damn, how long has it been since this fireplace was painted?"

Zhang Qi slurped hard and spat out the ashes he had accidentally eaten.

"Ah, classmate, are you okay?"

Hannah glared at her grandfather with some complaints, and then hurriedly approached to pull Zhang Qi out of the fireplace.

"No, I can just come out on my own."

Zhang Qi stepped out of the fireplace and patted the dust on his clothes with his hands.

"Ah, you are"!

Hannah raised her head at this moment and let out an exclamation after realizing it.

"Ah, yes, that's right, it's me. Those teaching materials can't be bought in France, so I can only come here."

Zhang Qi tapped himself with the magic wand, and all the dust on his windbreaker disappeared.

"Hannah, is that your classmate who came out just now?"

Old Tom ran out belatedly. After seeing Zhang Qi, he said very apologetically:

"Sorry, kid, I originally planned to clean the fireplace later, but I didn't expect it"...

"Ah, it's okay."

Zhang Qi waved his hand and then looked around the environment of the bar.

"With this sanitary condition... if it were in China, at least there would be a crying face on the wall, right?"

Zhang Qi raised his feet and felt that the dirt on the ground was even sticky to his shoes.

"Well, to make up for it, how about a glass of grass juice?"

Tom scratched his head apologetically, then dug out a clean glass from the cabinet at the back, and then poured a cup of green viscous liquid from a clean wooden barrel next to it.

"Ah, thank you then."

Zhang Qi didn't find the drink disgusting, after all, the aroma of fresh grass was still here.

“Tastes pretty good”.

After Zhang Qi finished his drink, he put the cup on the counter and planned to say goodbye to Tom.

But at this moment, Zhang Qi vaguely spotted a familiar figure at the entrance of the stairs.

"Hilbert"!

With the sound of hard-soled shoes hitting the stairs, Harry ran down the stairs and gave Zhang Qi a heavy hug.